I love the use of the arch for the entrance to this beach house.
These are ephemeral and get washed away. But really, doesn’t any house eventually fall away? And again, I am thinking of the flooding….
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday 124.
Just my current journal and a pen and a coffee pot. But I am thinking of the people flooded in Houston and how they would like just a clean counter and a dry journal and a coffee pot with electricity.
Our house was flooded when my family first moved to Alexandria, Virginia. We were not in danger, but the water backed up and started pouring into our basement, full of boxes of books. First we rescued my mother’s etching press engine. It was so heavy we could barely get it up the stairs. Then boxes and boxes of books. I was fourteen and the water was cold and dirty and reached to the tops of my thighs.
We pulled everything we could upstairs and then emptied boxes. We had wet books everywhere and threw tons away.
We sat on the porch. The water was six inches deep in the middle of the road. The buses still ran, and a wave would come lap our steps every time one went by.
Prayers for the flooded people in Texas and the people in dire straights everywhere.
I am deeply grateful for the mundane…
Homage to beauty. I took this yesterday in my neighborhood. These have a divine scent as well. Only the scented roses can hang through the fences and not be eaten by our local deer.
Taken from the train from Chicago to Seattle, in 2014.
This is for Norm 2.0 Thursday doors. Ok, it’s not Thursday. I got confused and thought it was Friday doors. Busy week. On Wednesday I was sure it was Thursday and yesterday I was frustrated that it was not Friday and today I’m a little tired….
Taken in Wisconsin, in a meadow, zoom all the way out. It took me multiple tries to get the plane of focus right…
Taken in Wisconsin this month, for Wordless Wednesday.
Ok, I am a total fail on eclipse pictures.
I did no preparation, no reading and failed! I was clueless! Go ahead and laugh at me! But many thanks to my 10 am patient, because all of us were excited and ran outside to see if we could see the eclipse. I did not have the right sort of filter for my phone. I did make a pinhole in paper and took the bad picture below… we could see the eclipse on a piece of paper held behind the pinhole paper. I remembered those instructions from when I was a kid!
I did not take off because I just can’t afford any more time off than I’ve taken – run my own small business, dontcha know – and I leave for a week of CME in September. CME stands for Continuing Medical Education and I do a minimum of 50 hours a year.
We had fun anyway… and I want to go to the next eclipse…. well, the next one that is somewhere and somewhen I can afford.

Terrible, huh? And I am happy anyhow!
I hope you find some joy in your day, somewhere….
Hooray for the eclipse, and everyone of all sizes and colors and genders who came together and enjoyed it!
I did NOT get a good picture. I was working. And ours was partial.
In the afternoon I got up and saw this mother, daughter pair resting in the back yard. I am on a busy street for our small town, but the fence along the street makes this a quiet place, unseen by cars and walkers and local dogs. I love that the younger one is mimicking mom’s position.
This is our Galatea Fountain again: the fountain is cooling and the sound of the water is delicious on a hot day. I hope it cools the eclipse hunters, but even more, I hope hatred and discrimination and anger and bigotry cool and slide away in healing and love.
Two steps forward and one step back: I hope we lurch towards peace.
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